#fic: chariot

[claryxjackson]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2023 ➣  have killer fun at summer camp!

monty jameson + hallie haddix. fear street au

taglist: @richitozier, @foxesandmagic, @lizziesxltzmxn, @phoebestarks, @lovehermioneforever, @jewelswrites-ish, @kiara-carrera, @heavenlysurf, @decennia, @stanshollaand. @ocfairygodmother, @raith-way, @lucys-chen, @daughter-of-melpomene

[theminecraftbee]

Joel sits awkwardly at a family dinner table that isn’t for him.

It’s nice and all, he reckons, for Impulse’s family to invite him over after he leaves the hospital. Even before—everything—Joel’s family hadn’t really been the “big meal around a big table” type, so he’s getting some new experiences here too. And it’s nice and all, that they want to thank him for his role in finding Skizz.

But like. It’s not like he or Impulse or Skizz could explain how it happened, when asked. “Magic brain ghosts” and “evil butterflies” and “Joel still isn’t certain all of that was real and is trying to pretend it wasn’t” puts a damper on that. Also, adults are kind of shit at talking around the fact Joel’s whole family is dead, so he gets the sense he’s sort of harshing the vibes, you know?

Still. It’s a nice gesture. He guesses. It’s free food at least, which is decent, and as close as Impulse and Skizz are, every time one of Impulse’s family says something stupid, Skizz taps Joel’s leg with his foot or steals a roll or something, and it makes Joel feel…

He’d have been sad if Skizz had died, probably. Like, he wouldn’t know. He didn’t come here to make friends, he came here to get a degree and get out. Also, that’s stupid, because it’s not like Joel would have known he was missing a really awkward congratulatory family dinner in which Skizz kept on trying to sneakily steal beans. Probably would have just moved right on. He’s not… friendly.

But.

They stand outside afterwards, waving by to Impulse, promising to walk together so that neither of them Vanish. They’re quiet.

“Thanks, man. That meant a lot to them,” Skizz says.

“Yeah, well, I can do stupid things for free food,” Joel says.

Skizz laughs. “It was nice having you there, too. Man, they’re even worse with you! It’s like not knowing you means they’re even more awkward about family tragedy.”

“Trust me, most adults are way worse. You should see my social worker,” Joel says.

“Didn’t he ditch you, dude?”

“Haha, yeah, he did,” Joel says.

They stare up at the streetlamps together.

“I was really ready to go for a bit there,” Skizz says. Joel’s hackles raise. Oh no. Emotions. Bad. Go away. “It was like—man, it felt like the whole world was empty. But when you showed up, it’s like I remembered… I’d miss dinners, dude.”

“I have no idea why, that kinda sucked,” Joel says, baffled and sarcastic, because he’s a moron who can’t handle emotional conversations, this is why everyone avoided him at the funeral, stupid.

Skizz breaks out laughing.

“You’re great, man! I’m glad we met. Uh, my place is only a block away, and I won’t go following any stupid butterflies. See you at school?”

“Yeah man. See you,” Joel says—

I am thou.

Thou art I.

Thou hath formed a new bond.

With the power of the Chariot Arcana, you shall build the chains with which to hold on to reality.

RANK 1!

“What the hell?” Joel says, tripping over his feet. “What? What? Where did—what the fuck that wasn’t Pygmalion oh god do I have more than one voice in my head—”

“Dude, are you okay?”

Skizz’s almost frustratingly strong and comforting arms grab Joel.

“Tell me you heard that,” Joel says desperately.

“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about. I could take you back to the hospital—no?”

“I am either crazy or am going to end up in a government lab?” Joel says, voice getting high and squeaky.

“We can ask Mr. Hills about it? He came to talk to me after I woke up in the hospital, apparently he like, knows stuff,” Skizz says.

“I don’t wanna,” Joel says.

“Tough luck, buddy, you just almost fell over and cracked your head open!”

Suddenly, Joel remembers a long-nosed man and a blonde in a very blue boat. He remembers a cryptic conversation about bonds and power and their importance. He takes a deep breath. “Can you cover your ears for a moment?” he says.

“Yeah, sure thing, why—”

Joel, as loudly as he can, screams. He hears several birds fly away. He pants.

“…Joel,” Skizz says.

“Yeah thanks man don’t worry about it let’s never speak of this again I’m sure it’s nothing. I definitely didn’t have a weird dream about this and should go to bed.”

“Yeah, okay, whatever you say,” Skizz says cheerfully before laughing, which Joel continues grumbling about all the way back to his apartment.

[kittylover776]

Random Thought:

I once read a fic where Nick is accidentally shrunken by the tablet to make him Jed and Octavius’ size, so what if Ahk allows Teddy, Wea, Atilla, and the rest of the gang to be miniatures for the night so their small companions can show them around their exhibits? I’m sure the two would be more than happy to give them a tour. It would also allow the bigger gang to experience what it’s like being small, and what the pros and cons of it are.

It’d be kinda adorable, tbh.

[randomfoggytiger]

Find Five Lines Tag

Thank you for the tag, @television-overload~!

Rules: find any lines in your WIP that fit each parameter given by the person who tagged you. Then change one of the parameters and tag five or more people. Can be lines from multiple WIPs. If you can't find a line that fits, feel free to change the prompt.

My lines: a line about family, a passionate line, a line expressing dread, a line that is screamed, a funny line

Your lines: a line about family, a passionate line, a line expressing relief, a line that screamed, a funny line

Family line: "You Up for Joining Us?"

“I should call Melissa,” Bill rasped, rubbing a hand across his eyes, wondering if his father would already have done so.

Passionate line: Eight Nights of Mulder, Day 1: Gold

Alarmed, her pupils widened as her brain scrambled; and the only thought her mind could conjure through the static was gold, gold, gold on sluggish repeat.

Dread line: Son of Egypt

And if closed, found, 2000, died, resurrected was a possibility, then there was an equal chance that born, adopted, given a new identity could be true as well.  

Screamed line: The Hospital Where You Slept

“Paramedics, now!” Mulder yelled, vaulting forward and pumping, pumping, pumping to keep her soul from leaving once more. 

Funny line: Chariots of Fire

Above the thundering chaos, Krycek could have sworn he heard an angel jamming "Chariots of Fire" on his harp.

Tagging: @baronessblixen, @welsharcher, @agent-troi, @suitablyaggrieved, @amplifyme, @cecilysass, @slippinmickeys, @aloysiavirgata, @invidiosa, @writingwell, @pennyserenade, @virtie333, @two-microscopes, @storybycorey, @numinousmysteries, @xxsksxxx, @skelavender, @neednottoneed, @settle-down-frohike, @frogsmulder, @ghostbustermelanieking, @o6666666, @sigritandtheelves, @unremarkablehouse, @leiascully, @bakedbakermom, @freckleslikestars, and anyone else who wants to participate~

[sayacas]

never meet your heroes

[argyleheir]

Drabble - Dearie

For the "sorry dearie" drabble fest. Last one, I promise <3

[Fandom: The Charioteer | Pairing: Ralph/Laurie]

Laurie – one Corporal Laurence Patrick Odell, twenty-three, lately of Oxford, later of a beach in France but by now laid out on the deck of a ship, mid-trip – is dying. This sunshine will be the last to reach him. These sounds the final ones he hears: guns and explosions and screams, more orders shouted than can be followed, Reg Barker moaning low nearby—and Laurie's voice too.

He's dying, and the angel come to claim him looks an awful lot like the man of his dreams.

"Sorry dearie," he says, rather enjoying just one act of defiance, "some other time."

[black-bentley]

WIP snippet tag game

Have just realised I never actually did this! My sincere apologies. As penance, and because I was tagged by @eclare1000, I will post a snippet of my one (1) Charioteer WIP in the hope that some validation(TM) might prompt me to maybe actually finish writing it...

"... Hello?" Laurie was annoyed by how out of breath he sounded, after hearing the 'phone ringing while he was still trying to balance the bag from the grocer's and open the door of the flat at the same time. 

There was a crackle of static, and Laurie was about to replace the receiver when a surprisingly familiar, tinny voice said, "Spud, that you?"

"Reg?"

"You're a hard man to track down, Spud, and no mistake. Wouldn't believe how many Odells there are in the phonebook. A regular occupying force, your lot. Sorry, I don't mean--"

"That's all right, Reg."

Reg cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Anyway, I'd tried half a dozen before I wondered if maybe you'd be under Lanyon."

Laurie almost hung the phone up then and there. Under Lanyon, indeed. The pause that followed Reg's words went on for slightly too long.

Tagging @dotsayers, and anyone else who might want to post a snippet of something they're working on!

[carrotcakecrumble]

Ok girls for international women’s day I’ve decided on a new girl personality trait and that is that i am a Bunny/Andrew girlie ALL the way like ALL the way

[renaultphile]

Happy Easter Alec and Ralph!

Next up, Alec goes home for Easter, Ralph finds a job. Sandy asks Alec for some help with his studies.

[mildredmost]

I’m in the mood to write this weekend, if anyone has prompts or suggestions! Any canon I’ve written before - my asks are open ❤️

(I also want all of you to write something too. Can’t wait to see it!)

[gayskogul]

Writing tag game

Thanks for the tag @renaultphile - I only have a couple to choose from (right now!) but I'll drop some lines here for fun.

On the first day of Spring, somebody new appeared in Pelican town.

The letter came on a gray morning.

On a hot summer's day, deep within the dense brush of an ancient forest, a young man lounged upon the banks of a stream.

---

What I'm learning from this is that I like seasons. I need to start one off in winter or autumn to complete the cycle. Tagging... @jeork hiii...

[claryxjackson]

CHARIOT ➣ percy jackson and the olympians / heroes of olympus

INTRODUCING. . .

Hallie Haddix. Cabin Twelce. Child of Dionysus

Monty Jameson. ‘Cabin Eleven. Unclaimed

taglist: @richitozier, @foxesandmagic, @lizziesxltzmxn, @phoebestarks, @lovehermioneforever, @jewelswrites-ish, @kiara-carrera, @heavenlysurf, @decennia, @stanshollaand. @ocfairygodmother, @raith-way, @lucys-chen, @daughter-of-melpomene

[johaerys-writes]

.... but not actually on a Friday 😅 I've been reading some new fics while also catching up on some old ones, so let's get to it!!

1. The Rebel's Ascension (Solas/Elvhen OC) by @in-arlathan : The story of how young Solas came to be Fen'harel, in the days of ancient Arlathan. This is one of my fave stories that explores Solas' past with so much imagination and creativity, and it was recently finished so I wanted to give it a shoutout!! @in-arlathan is currently working on a sequel to this story, which I'm excited to get into :D

2. Ouroboros (Solas/Elvhen OC, Dorian/ Male Lavellan) by @mogwaei : So what happens when one of Fen'Harel's agents travels back in time to stop him from fulfilling his plans? What happens if said agent falls in love with Fen'Harel himself AND ALSO finds acceptance and companionship where she least expected it?? These are only some of the questions this story poses, where the past meets the present and everything in between. Lore, intrigue, angst, adventure, banter, EPIC PLOT SPAGHETTI!! If you've been following me a while then you know this is a fic I'll never stop reccing, so pls go read!!

3. Agua Caliente (Achilles/Patroclus) by @baejax-the-great : After his messy divorce and his even messier breakup with his best friend, Achilles opens up a smoothie shop, gets therapy, and gets adopted by a bunch of 20year olds and a stray cat named Socks. A quiet and poignant take on healing and Patroclus' and Achilles' both clumsy and heartwarming attempts to find their way back to themselves and each other. A lovely and emotional read!!

4. Attempts at Domestication (Achilles/Patroclus/Hector) by @mary-aries : A sequel to Feral and Stray (which is a stunning fic if you like dark and complex stories as much as I do) that follows Achilles and Patroclus as they try to navigate the complexities of a relationship after the events of the main fic, and also a threesome with Hector 😳 Gorgeous writing and a very raw and honest look at all the main characters.

While I'm at it, let me mention waving and drowning (Sandy Reid/OC, The Charioteer) by the same author which is honestly one of my fave fics I've read, so sensitive and thoughtful and heartbreaking but so wholesome at the same time. Just a wonderful and cathartic read, if you're a Sandy sympathiser you should def read it!!

5. Closest To My Heart (Achilles/Patroclus/Zagreus) by @darlingpoppet : Achilles is in a sort of a casual sexual arrangement with Zagreus when he finds out that the young Prince has found Patroclus in Elysium. What comes next is Achilles being his most unhinged, possessive self, and Patroclus enabling that possessiveness and codependency and making it even worse, through Zagreus. Deliciously toxic and steamy, I absolutely loved it!!

[mademoiselle-red]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Charioteer - Mary Renault Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ralph Lanyon/Laurie Odell Characters: Ralph Lanyon, Laurie Odell Additional Tags: Minor Character Death, Post-Canon Summary:

Laurie receives an unexpected letter.

[randomfoggytiger]

Chariots of Fire

(S4, Tunguska)

Tagging @today-in-fic

*****

Alex Krycek had upheld his end of the bargain: dangle the promise of a greater conspiracy in front of Fox Mulder, wheedle him from New York to Washington D.C. to Russia without exposing the dupe, and let his unwitting captive walk straight into the hands of his new countermeasure cohorts. The simplest way of accomplishing those instructions had not, of course, included a sneak-in from the gulag’s backdoor; but Krycek had ulterior motives of his own, and was never one to pass up an opportunity.

Two years ago, he’d been sham-partnered. Two years ago, Mulder’d taken off after a suspect, leaving Alex no choice but to follow. Two years ago, Krycek had eaten Mulder’s dust and embarrassingly pulled a hamstring. Two years ago, he'd been simultaneously angry and impressed enough to note that Fox Mulder ran and ran fast; and that one day he’d find out how fast that fast was.

Two years later, Alex watched, spellbound, as his former partner raced down the hill like an erratic Arabian, mounted militia yelling fruitless commands while their horses panted and slowed in his wake. Not only did Mulder maintain his lead, but he effortlessly lengthened it. 

5 feet, 10 feet, 15--

Above the thundering chaos, Krycek could have sworn he heard an angel jamming "Chariots of Fire" on his harp.

*****

Thank you for reading~

Enjoy!

[argyleheir]

Drabble - Bitch

For @spudodell's 'sorry dearie' drabble fest! Thanks for putting it out there, hope this won't be the last time we all do this <3

[Fandom: The Charioteer | Pairing: Ralph/Laurie]

"Mhm," Ralph hums, consideringly. Laurie's stretched lengthwise across the sofa, his legs draped over Ralph's lap so that Ralph can gently massage the tender knot of his boyfriend's knee.

Sidelong, he sees him pause—Spuddy's quite simmering by now, recounting the day's events only serving to rile. He still gets a little pink in the face when the spirit really takes him. Lively; and of course not at all unattractive.

Ralph thinks he could probably use a drink. But instead he offers: "And what did she say to that?"

"She said, and I quote, 'Don't you dearie me, young man..."